THERE IS A PLACE

There's a kennel up there somewhere
Right near the Golden gate
Where dogs of every size and kind
Have found a place to wait
To wait - for that one special day
When footsteps from the past
Will reach the ears of one who knew
They'd surely come at last
And then with yip and joyous bound
And love no limit feels
The dog goes right on through the gate
At it's master's heels

(c) Jean Curtis 1970